264 Tearju worried, Artoria and 2B about to Explode with Anger and A Punishment for a Bad Girl.

Allen laughed with an embarrassed Tearju in his arms. His eyes showed amusement but also a not-so-subtle desire to continue, which made Tearju even redder.

"Stop right there, you bastard!" someone shouted, interrupting the couple.

As expected, seeing that everyone in the area mysteriously backed away, Fortunato's goons took advantage to carry out their mission.

They witnessed Allen and Tearju's kiss. Allen frowned; he had forgotten about these guys. Being interrupted by a girl he liked or had a relationship with would cause him some amusement, but being interrupted by bastards with ill intentions put him in a bad mood.

Not to mention that their target, or rather their boss, was the beautiful woman in Allen's arms.

"Hello, boy, don't resist and we'll let the woman go!"

A dozen armed gangsters appearing out of nowhere would cause a stir, but as mentioned earlier, Allen made everyone in the area move away using a little demonic intimidation.

"Who are you people?!"

Tearju immediately got very upset. She wasn't foolish and could tell these guys had bad intentions toward Allen; she wouldn't allow them to harm him.

Tearju was so angry that she had forgotten who the man holding her in his arms was.

"Thanks," Allen kissed Tearju on the cheek, causing her to turn to look at him and then feel embarrassed when she remembered she was in Allen Walker's arms. He wasn't the one in danger; they were.

Seeing the cooperative young man and the silent woman, the gangster thought he wouldn't have to make an extra effort to take Allen away, after all, you never know who's recording or listening around some corner.

Allen opened his arms and let go of Tearju, then walked toward the gangster. As he approached with determination, Allen, who should have had an average height, began to appear taller, so much so that when he stood in front of them, they almost spat out saliva, wanting to leave.

"It's okay?"

Tearju watched this worriedly. She understood that Allen had endured attacks that would easily erase stars and remained unscathed, but even knowing all his power, she couldn't help but worry, that's what happens when you care about someone.

"He'll be fine hahaha!~" Rebecca sat on Tearju's shoulder.

Tearju looked at Rebecca for a second, startled, but then remembered Allen's little dolls that could turn into full-sized women.

"But..."

Rebecca understood; even she, knowing Allen's strength, had worried.

" ..He has 2B and Artoria, Those crazy women would kill anyone who tried to harm Allen without hesitation."

Tearju remembered 2B cutting giant Leviathans as if they were jelly in the sky and Artoria opening a hole in the sky with a single attack.

She calmed down. One of the advantages of being a womanizer was that Allen would never be alone. Tearju forgot that like her, many women constantly worried about Allen.

"Aren't you going?" Tearju blinked at Rebecca.

Rebecca shrugged. "My mission is to blow a hole in the head of anyone who approaches you with bad intentions, hahaha!"

Despite her playful tone, Tearju knew Rebecca was serious. She said nothing and just looked in the direction where Allen had gone, with a hand over her chest.

...

Allen was taken into a van where they tried to force him to enter, or so they pretended, but when one gangster tried to push Allen, he stumbled backward and fell to the ground. Trying to move Allen was like pushing a heavy freight train.

Allen looked at the guy with disdain and mockery. "You should exercise more; weakness in the legs is a bad sign of health."

"WHAT DID YOU SAY, YOU PIECE OF...!"

The gangster immediately grabbed his gun, but before he could aim it at Allen, another stopped him.

"That's enough! We have work to do!"

The gangster reluctantly holstered his gun but gave Allen a death stare. Even if miraculously Don Fortunato didn't kill him, the gangster would seek him out to peel his face off.

...

Unfortunately, what the gangster didn't know was that two women were watching him, eager to do something much worse than what he had planned for Allen. Artoria had become accustomed to suppressing the urge to cut every enemy who threatened Allen in half. 2B, on the other hand, couldn't control her emotions well and almost ruined her master's plan.

Artoria approached and put her hand on 2B's shoulder; she looked at Artoria and shook her head. 2B breathed to calm herself.

"I'm fine, thanks..."

"Don't worry; I understand..."

Of course, restraining oneself is not the same as forgiving; both girls promised to visit that gangster later.

The gangster knelt, sweating coldly for some reason, feeling death lurking around him.

2B pressed her lips as she saw those bastard groups treat Allen, her master, like that.

...

(Flashback)

*2B's POV*

Every day I live alongside the man I chose to serve, I learn a great deal of new things about humans, whether they be good or bad.

I've observed how humans tend to interact; they have close connections that are limited to a certain group of people, among whom some hold more significance than others.

"Huh? Well, certainly, there's a difference between an acquaintance, a friend, and a lover."

Gwen Stacy often has a great influence on my master, whether in decision-making or overall importance. While my master has no intention of creating any sort of hierarchy, it's quite easy to see that the weight of Artoria's and Rebecca's words isn't the same. Of course, it also has to do with the fact that Rebecca often suggests violence as a method to resolve conflicts.

In general, humans don't hold a unique relevance for other humans. This is different for most YoRHa units which tend to have similar value... though that's not necessarily a good thing, as it makes us easily disposable.

"What's wrong, 2B?"

My master appeared by my side. I had forgotten to turn invisible and was floating in the middle of the hallway.

"Master, am I disposable?"

What?... I... I just asked something illogical. For what purpose would I ask such a thing?

"No."

He immediately responded, and despite being confused by my question, he never doubted his answer. It was so sincere and direct that it left me breathless.

"..."

I couldn't hold his gaze. Since I arrived in this world, I've been letting myself be influenced too easily by this body.

Damn it...

I also dislike learning Rebecca's vulgar way of speaking.

"Why do you ask that?"

My master had a reasonable doubt, but I don't have a specific answer. All I can do is tell him about my previous line of thought before I asked that question.

"We are born to be destroyed, with the hope of serving as weapons for humanity, or at least to protect the world that once gave birth to humanity..."

My master crossed his arms with a downcast look, perhaps saddened by the human extinction in my world, or perhaps he is sad for us. We must fight a war that was lost many years ago; there is no victory, no happy ending. As the days pass and I understand this world more, I realize that these streets full of people are something that will never happen in my previous world.

"2B."

"Yes, at your command!"

I immediately became alert upon hearing my master's serious tone. Does he have a mission for me? All right, I will give my life if necessary to fulfill it. If I don't hold that conviction at the very least, I don't deserve to be here!

"My answer will never change, I would never see you as disposable, I swear it in the name of my mother's memory," he said with a reassuring smile. "Is the answer to your initial question enough?"

Ah...

That's right...

I'm foolish.

Before me stands the person who, without any obligation, listened to my words, received the feelings of all the YoRHa, and accepted our sins.

This man to whom I swore allegiance recognized our existence, efforts, and suffering, and forgave our uselessness in reclaiming the earth.

Am I disposable? Did I ask something like that?! Even if I were destroyed right now, I don't think it would be enough to forgive my stupidity.

"Master!"

I knelt with my head almost touching the ground. My body trembled, a reflection of my heart. If there were a way for another YoRHa to take my place, I would give it to them immediately; I don't deserve to be here!

"I cannot find enough words to ask for your forgiveness for such foolishness. You, who among all people showed so much kindness and appreciation for us, I dared to even suggest that you see me as disposable!"

I did my best not to let my voice break; I had already humiliated YoRHa enough with my previous words.

"It's not necessary, and I understand you have concerns like that. Humanity is not as beautiful as they thought; we are filled with bad, cruel, and selfish people... I have my flaws too."

"That's not true!" I couldn't control my voice; I couldn't control my turbulent emotions, not even in my android form. "I'm sorry... I keep putting down YoRHa. I know the kind of people there are, and I know the world isn't black or white... I dare to speak on behalf of all YoRHa!, you're the person least likely to treat us as objects, tools, or weapons!... If there is anyone we should idolize, it is you."

"..."

"Please!... I know this is difficult, I know the master's personality, and I know this is not something he likes, but please, give me a punishment!"

I know asking this person for this is pointless; I don't see him as cruel enough to hurt me in any way, but...

I raised my head and looked at the man who had become my world. "I know it's silly, but if I don't receive a punishment, I feel l will never be able to forgive me!"

At my words, he remained silent. I could only suffer because this whole problem is my fault. I put my master in an impossible situation.

"Yeah, why not?"

"I know it's difficult, but... huh?"

I looked at my master in disbelief; he just agreed. Don't get me wrong, this is a dream come true, but everything I've seen of him told me he wouldn't accept.

"Have you already changed your mind?" he teased with a relaxed look. He didn't seem to be joking; for starters, my master wouldn't joke in this situation.

No matter...

"Thank you." I lowered my head again, showing that I was ready for even him to order my destruction.

"All right, 2B, vanish your skirt and lie down on my lap."

My mind short-circuited; I mean, I heard his words clearer than water and understood his orders, but my thought processes were burned out. There was no way I would know what was going through my master's mind to order such a thing.

No matter...

I got up and dematerialized my skirt; it's not a big deal; it often burned or exploded on missions.

The problem is that my master wants me on his lap...

My lips tightened as a strange emotion surfaced within me; it was different from the sweetness that appeared from time to time, and I struggled to suppress it.

There was something else, something that made me feel a kind of overheating; I squeezed my legs. I never worried about the design of YoRHa's clothing, but now that I think about it, what were they thinking in making us dress like this?!

I looked at my master sitting on a sofa; he was waiting for me. I looked at his knees and felt my face warm; I'm not naive, because I'm usually by his side, I know the kind of master I have, a man with a powerful libido, however, I'm an android, I'm not suitable as a female for reproduction.

What am I thinking?!

I'll put all thought aside and follow all my master's orders no matter if he wants me that way. I'll do my best...

*End of POV*

2B approached Allen slowly; he looked at her with an amused smile. 2B lacked experience being a human woman to understand so many emotions at once.

Allen, of course, was capable of seeing her thoughts. However, what awaited 2B would be different from her thoughts, although it would depend on her if she was disappointed or not.

As she arrived next to Allen, she didn't know what to do, but Allen pointed to his lap.

"Come on, it's not difficult, just lie down."

Upon Allen's words, 2B was confused. She had seen a couple of women get on her master, but in none of the ways they did did it imply something like this?

She didn't worry anymore and went to the right side of the sofa while supporting herself with her left arm.

2B's big breasts hung over Allen's lap, for the first time she felt embarrassed by the design of her body, it was too... shameless.

"Wow you are beautiful, I guess all YoRHa's are after all the designers went all out with you."

"I... I don't know."

2B struggled to control herself, somehow the spite for her design disappeared upon hearing her teacher's words and turned into endless happiness.

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A/N: Allen enjoying the pinnacle of humanity 🍷🗿

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